Something I had come up with. Please review!

Team Bug, comprising of one caterpie and one kakuna, stood helplessly in front of the wild pack of houndours that were charging their best fire attacks.

Caterpie wriggled its way in front of the less mobile kakuna.

'What-what are you doing, Caterpie?'

'Don't worry, Kakuna. I'll make sure you become the beautiful Beedrill you've always dreamt of.'

'No!' The yellow cocoon-like Pokemon shook violently. 'You won't be able to take up three Ember attacks at once-you'll be burnt to a crisp!'

Caterpie looked at its teammate.

'Remember when you were a Weedle? You always lead the team-you took most of the attacks even though you didn't have much endurance.'

The houndours took their aim.

'It's my turn to protect you, Kakuna.'

Three trails of flames made their way towards the Worm Pokemon.

'NO! CATERPIE!'

The cocoon shone brightly as it cracked, blinding the houndours temporarily.

The next thing the houndours saw was a beedrill with their pack leader embedded on one of its stings. And so they fled, howling to each other in fear.

After Kakuna-now Beedrill- removed the corpse, it landed next to where Caterpie was.

The damage had been done. Instead of the usual grass-green and yellow, Beedrill was looking at a caterpie with an ugly dark brown. Part of its bright-red antennae had fallen off, lying in grey-white wisps on the blackened ground.

'I'll avenge you. I-I'll avenge you, Caterpie. I swear on my very life.'

Beedrill struggled to dodge the barrage of bubbles and vines. Why were they here? Why were these two Pokemon hunting the Poison Bee Pokemon all of a sudden?!

'Give up already, Beedrill!' The piplip screeched.

Beedrill's ruby-red eyes narrowed. They were annoying.

'No. Nobody orders me around, pipsqueak.'

The wasp-like Pokemon fired off the last of its venom from its two stingers. That was the last of its arsenal.

Vines wrapped around its abdomen and crashed it onto the floor.

'Got you. You are now under arrest due to your murdering of 15 houndours. You have the right to keep silent.'

The turtwig raised its Badge, teleporting the team-and the downed criminal-back to town.

'OFFICER MAGNEZONE, BZZT, I AM REPORTING ON THE BEHAVIOUR OF CRIMINAL 2108, BEEDRILL.'

'BZZT-BZZT! GO AHEAD.'

'CRIMINAL 2108, BZZT, HAS BEEN IN GOOD BEHAVIOUR, BUT IS UNWILLING TO EAT AT TIMES. AND IT IS SEEN...'

'SEEN WHAT?'

'IT HAS BEEN SEEN LOOKING OUT OF THE WINDOWS, BZZT! BUT IT SEEMS TO HAVE NO INTENTION OF ESCAPING.'

The beedrill stared out the prison window, at the lush greenery.

Tears leaked out of its blood-red eyes.

'You told me I would become a beautiful Beedrill, Caterpie.'

It chuckled bitterly.

'Look-just look at what I have become now.'

So what if there was a beedrill that killed houndours, and the problem got so bad the houndooms had to call for assistance? And your rescue team went for the call and took down the criminal without much trouble?